For Now

I can't write again.

I can't find inspiration.

In short, I've been procrastinating again.

Should I just hit my head somewhere?

Maybe it'll help me despite the pain it'll bring.

But that thought only made me laugh

as I listen to two songs playing on repeat.

I can only do this for now

since I can't concentrate.

I can only let my mind do the work

as I imagine a love story

that perhaps I won't be able to write.

I can't tell for now

but I hope one day I'd be able to.

I want the world to know about it.

I want the world to read it.

If it would lead me to you,

my destined someone,

then it would definitely be

a wonderful dream come true.

But perhaps it won't happen

anytime soon.